The white dragon snorted coldly and said, "Oh, aren't you a disciple of Lingshan? Haven't you seen me?" Ding Wu said, "I used to be the most incredible disciple of Lingshan, so it is impossible to see such a distinguished guest." The white dragon looked at Ding Wu. As long as Han Yiming didn't see the white dragon looking at him, he stared at the white dragon. Suddenly, he saw two cold stars flashing in his eyes. He was about to wake Ding Wu to be careful, but he saw that Ding Wu had been shrouded in a piece of ice silk frost.

Its two skates-like eyes looked Ding Wu up and down. Han Yiming reached his throat, looking at his senior brother, Mingyuan Sword was ready to go. But he saw Ding Wu just standing, with two peaceful eyes looking at the white dragon. After a while, the white dragon snorted and said, "You are right. You are really not the most intelligent disciple of Lingshan. You don't know where it is. Well, then let's talk about where it is going!" At the last sentence, its eyes were already looking at Han Yiming! Han Yiming's body stern, but he never shrank back. What can he do if he shrinks back? This white dragon saw what it shouldn't have seen on Lingshan with its own eyes. Can it shrink back? It also looked at it like a senior brother, without avoiding it. If it was seen at first sight, there was no need to worry anymore. If it died, what else could it see?

After a while, the white dragon said, "Don't you also want to tell me, you don't know where it is going?" Han Yiming calmly said, "I really don't know where it is going!" The white dragon said, "You have a deep friendship with it, extraordinary, how can you not know?" Han Yiming gritted his teeth and said, "According to the order of the Lord, I have left Lingshan for many times. How can I know when it left?" The white dragon looked at him, as if he was about to say something, but then he stopped talking, and said, "You are not that matter, and I also want to ask you. Since you have gotten up, I will ask you something. You never tell me that there is a golden dragon that cannot become a dragon, and you don't know where it has gone?"

Han Yiming had a "boom" in his mind. The golden dragon, the white dragon finally asked! His friendship with the late white dragon must be hidden from the white dragon's eyes. What should I do? But he felt that it was unspeakable. The golden dragon was still alive! They couldn't find her. But they couldn't say this. They didn't know how to answer, but they heard the white dragon say, "You still have its scales, and you won't say it's given for no reason! You don't have a saying, "You have no intention of showing your kindness, either a traitor or a thief." If you don't have any contact, why does it give you a scale?" Han Yiming neither looked up nor spoke. Having come to this point, it knew that it was so detailed, what could it be just a plea? Is it listening to its own defense?

The real white dragon came up with the late white dragon. Han Yiming felt sad, but gritted his teeth and pretended to be careless. If it was letting it know that it was so sad, it would only make things worse. Ding Wu said: "What the envoy said is, but my junior brother should not know the whereabouts of the golden dragon you mentioned. Why did my junior brother get a dragon scale? I don't know. The golden dragon is originally a spiritual object, so how can my junior brother compete with it and cling to his friends..." Before he finished speaking, the white dragon said coldly: "Dragon scale? Is it also called a dragon? Is it a dragon? Is it also worthy of being called a dragon?" A rumble of thunder came into the ears of the two of them with his words.

Ding Wu stopped talking. Han Yiming knew that his senior brother had angered it with his words "dragon scales". He heard the white dragon say again: "It has not become a dragon, and its scales cannot be called dragon scales. How can there be so many dragon scales in the world?" Han Yiming heard it was so dissatisfied, and knew that it was because it became a dragon, so he looked down on the "white dragon" that was not a dragon. Senior Brother Ding called the deceased white dragon a dragon scale, which made him very angry. He was called a dragon together with the "white dragon" that was not a dragon, which made him feel unhappy. Han Yiming looked at it coldly, it was just it, but the white dragon was already "him" in his heart. No matter how it roared, Han Yiming just sneered slightly.

After a while, the white dragon said, "Well, you, the leader, are really deaf and blind! There is no difference between asking you or not!" Han Yiming felt a chill in his heart. It was about to ask himself, or use its usual means to see everything it knew in his heart. This was really easy for him! Han Yiming became nervous, and suddenly he felt a chill. He knew that his eyes were like frost, and he could not help but shivered. He remembered that it was so clear that the white dragon looked at him like a grass, and used his eyes to see what Lingshan should not have been seen by him, and almost killed his life. Even if the master did not say that, Han Yiming knew that if the master was not on the spot and helped him save him, he might have been killed by it.

Life is very precious to himself, only this one. Although he missed the wedge that lost his life countless times, Han Yiming could already treat it peacefully. His parents, young man in green, master, fourth master uncle and so many senior brothers and sisters lost in Lingshan when he slayed the dragon have disappeared like passing clouds. Han Yiming already knew that there are always many accidents in life, and his life is extremely fragile. However, it is still very unpleasant to be regarded as grass and erased inadvertently by this white dragon. Life does not have to be perfect, and death does not have to be meaningful. But the process between life and death is the most insulting process, which is to treat it as nothing, and erase it in a flash of fingers!

The white dragon's eyes were like cold ice, and he looked at Han Yiming carefully. Han Yiming had already been cold and had already been ready. He had already given up his own responsibilities and took responsibility for everything. The white dragon borrowed his own eyes last time and saw where it could not see Lingshan, and almost killed himself because of it. At this time, he would not be able to survive if he wanted to kill himself. If the white dragon wanted to kill him, let him kill him. As long as Senior Brother Ding could return to Lingshan safely, he would not have let him down. Originally, his cultivation level with others was as small as ashes for this white dragon. It didn't have to have the intention to kill him, but just to be rude to the master's sect.
Chapter completed!